The Eight-eyed Lord of Kathmandu

In these rapturous poems, Abhay K. catches the allure and mystique of Kathmandu, its maze of medieval streets, thronged bazaars, twilit courtyards, the aromas of its ancient alleyways, the drift of incense from its crumbling temples, and the raucous chant of its life. He is the all-seeing eye, the seer who brings to light a city and its people with a rare immediacy of speech and a boundless imaginative empathy.